A PEN IN MY HAND

"I never know what I think about something until I read what I have written about it." - William Faulkner

SORRY; NOT SORRY.

a disclaimer

If there was an Overthinkers Anonymous group, I'd be in it. Overthinking has hobbled every blog I have ever attempted to start. I worry too much about my audience. My various readers. My eclectic blend of precious friends. The liberals and the conservatives, the atheists and the devout. But you know what? I'm just me. I love you all. And I'm a tangle of contradictions with no label that can really stick to this skin. So, I'm going to write what I write. Read it or don't. But if you do, I hope it blesses you. I hope it stretches you. I hope it touches you in some way that matters. That is all.

On April 30th, I turned 49. I mean, for real, 49. This isn't one of those "I'm really 50 but I can't face it" 49's. I have one more year before I hit the big 5-0. And I have goals. On my birthday, I got out a piece of poster board and some markers and I made a giant ch...

One day last fall, I left my apartment and as I was heading to my car I noticed THE DUMPSTER WAS GONE. Someone had taken the giant green Dumpster where my entire building puts our trash. A quick scan of the neighboring buildings confirmed my worst fear. All the Dumpste...

Last night I saw my daughter Moriah in the performance of her lifetime thus far: Lena Lamont in “Singin’ in the Rain.” The story is about a glamorous Hollywood diva who is America’s favorite leading lady in silent films at the time when talking pictures are just being...

The 1987 Danish film “Babette’s Feast” is set in a bleak coastal village in mid -19th century Denmark. The story revolves around two spinster sisters, daughters of a Puritan pastor now long deceased. The village is populated by the elderly devout remnant of the pastor’...

A little while ago, sparked by something I was reading or thinking, I said aloud to God, “Where are you these days, in my life?” It wasn’t really a prayer. Just a simple question, to which I really didn’t expect an answer.

A few weeks ago, I was setting a new max in my back squat at the gym. I did a 4th rep and felt good. I’ve got one more in me, I thought. I went down, and I felt the pop in my lower back. I ditched the bar and fell back onto the floor. It took me five full minutes to ge...